Agent, report

[idkworldruler]

Characters: Mitchell and Veronica
Setting: Floor 56
Format: Any
Summary: I'm afraid that's classified
Warnings: None

Having sent out the message to Veronica, via a safely sealed piece of paper set on her bed. He wanted to hear what had happened from within the dorm rooms from a source he deemed to be fairly reliable and trustworthy, though not completely trustworthy as he was still wearing his mask.

"Report."

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[stitchedupbodyguard]

Well here she was again, standing in that dark, dank room. In a floor that reminded her of Fran on one of her bad days. And talking to the gas masked person who had basically dragged her into working with him for possibly nefarious purposes.

Also, she was pretty sure she had a rock in her boot.

"Report? Report what exactly?"

[idkworldruler]

Well it was her fault that she didn't read the fine print. But that would be an argument for another time. Right now, it was time for business. "Well first off I would like for you to tell me about your experiences in the dorm. Anything that you can remember at all." They were still in the information business after all.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"My experience?" She inspected the floor briefly as she thought. "I'm guessing you mean when I was trapped in my room."

Veronica shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know where to start really. One moment everyone was talking with one of the admins, the next we were running for our lives while everything was exploding around us. I managed to escape, but ended up trapped alone in my room.

And then... weird things started happening. I'm not sure I can really explain them."

[idkworldruler]

"Weird things such as? Do not be afraid to describe them to the best of your abilities." As far as he knows it could just be from claustrophobia or something else. He has his own theory on what had really caused the destruction. And it did not involve someone working alone.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

She lets out a breath, sitting down in a chair to think.

"Well, first the power went out. Nothing really bad, there were still back up power, and I could see in the dark. But then the sounds started.

I kept hearing... footsteps in the halls, even through everything was caved in. Claws scratching on the doors, someone telling us to be quiet... And when I tried to call for help something replied and said that 'no one can help anyone.'

And once, at the end of it, something under my bed growled at me and disappeared." Veronica shifts nervously in her seat. The thought that she was trapped somewhere... possibly with a ghost....

[idkworldruler]

His fingers tapped against his knee in thought. Briefly he entertained the notion of a boogeyman, or shadow person. But nowhere in that statement did she mention that she actually saw anything. So perhaps a ghost who finally lost it? A poltergeist, demon? The sounds of growling and scratching would certainly be present in the last two. Most ghosts just live in the past, often times trapped in the moment of their death.

"And you saw nothing, I take it?" He tilted his head back in thought. "What about before hand, when the explosives went off, did you notice anything off?"

[stitchedupbodyguard]

She shook her head. She was frankly thankful that she had seen nothing. Fighting something like a ghost was not something she was entirely up for.

"Can't say that I did. Whatever it was made itself scare pretty quickly. Before was pretty calm as well. Although..."

She paused in thought, tapping her fingers against the wall. "Those explosions shouldn't make sense. They went off in places too close to people in the tower. There's no way someone could just sneak through and set them up without someone noticing."

[idkworldruler]

oh good, so she did notice something strange going on during the act of wanton vandalism. "You must also think of the ever so convenient timing that the two events on that day had occurred." After all, wasnt it just a little too perfect for the explosions to go off during the meeting? Or how forceful the admin was about getting people either into their rooms, or helping out with the supposed rescue?

"Then there is the amount of work, space and know how to make all of those explosives go off exactly how they did. A little too much for anyone present in the tower to pull off." And that's where the conspiracy for him starts.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

She nodded. Yeah, things like this were for the norm back home. A shame her sisters weren't here to help with it. "The explosions couldn't have been made by anyone in the tower. They would never find so many ingredients. And the Admin, Riki. He did act pretty fast when everything started. All though he is the tower construction guy."

All sides had to be considered. That's what didn't make Veronica a conspiracy theorist. "Maybe another admin caused it?"

[idkworldruler]

"You can make explosives out of soap and peanut butter. Anybody here, with the right knowledge can make an explosive easily. But no resident would know where exactly to plant the bombs in order to cause the kind of damage that had occurred." In his mind that was reserved for those who had a very intimate wealth of knowledge about the building. Someone, or some people, who understood the weak veil of reality that the tower possesses.

"It won't be the first time that an architect attempted to destroy, or cripple his creation." He paused for a thought. "Or it could be someone else's doing. It wouldn't be the first time an admin attacked another admin."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Not very good explosives though, not precise like these were. No residents in the tower are likely to have the kind of collective knowledge required for this kind of stunt." She agreed. "Most likely, I'd have to guess it was at least one of the admins."

She frowned, first there were resistances, now the admins were fighting themselves. This tower could come down on itself any day.

"If it was Riki, he could be trying to gain our support or something. But maybe it was another admin, possibly the next one in charge."

[idkworldruler]

"All false-flag attacks are meant to draw support to, or away from, one party. Considering that our lovely Ruana is currently the most threatening to him and the other admins, it's not too far of a stretch to say that blame may be cast on her." That, or another party or causation.

"Either way, I'm fairly certain that our favorite architect may have had a hand in this. Or may have been the target."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"From what I've heard no one would have to put blame on Ruana for people to dislike her."

Veronica nodded. "I suppose either way, he's had a hand in it. The only problem is, what do we do now? The admins have all disappeared again."

[idkworldruler]

"Well that involves part of our objective. We need to get into their hides hole as that is most likely where all their cool shit is. Priorities we haz them." And he has the perfect plan to get in there as well.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Why am I not surprised?" Which she was a little. She gives a little, amused grin. "This sort of stuff will be dangerous. You and me might not make it out alive."

[idkworldruler]

"That's why we need to take slow, calculated steps. That's why we need to be quiet." He hummed a little in a giddy tone. "So first, like I said, make friends and contacts. They may prove useful for what I have planned."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"I suppose I could make a few friends." Veronica suddenly looked uncomfortably. "Although I might not want to put them in the line of danger. We'll see."

She regarded him. "I hope that you're going to do something to prepare as well?"

[idkworldruler]

"Somethings....also, everyone here is already in danger. Don't be surprised if a few skulls are popped open." He shrugged and fell back in the room's bed comfortably.

"Do whatever it takes. Party hard and fight even harder."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"I'm just not used to having others help me. I was always on my own back home and I did pretty good."

"But yeah," she got up and slowly made her way to the door. "You have a point. I'll work on that."

Veronica stopped at the door, turning back to the guy laying on the bed. "You know, you're going to have to show me your face eventually."

[idkworldruler]

He lifted up a hand into the air and waved dismissively. "That would ruin my mystique, lulz."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Of course it would." She remarked jokingly. "Too bad it also hides your possibly handsome face. Oh well, bye."

And she's out the door, laughing to herself as she leaves.